Not long ago, in a mountain village outside Wulian City, the processing of coffee beans was coming to an end. , 23 All the fruits of the nearby wild coffee trees have been picked. If you want to get more, you have to go deeper into the mountains and forests, or into some steep slopes. However, considering that the number of coffee fruits picked was already considerable, Lin did not ask the villagers to continue collecting coffee fruits.
The post-production process also went smoothly. Although the villagers who are accustomed to farm work have never handled coffee berries, the process taught by Lin does not have too difficult techniques and theories, so they can quickly understand it and do better than Lin imagined. He still underestimated the enthusiasm mobilized by gold coins.
In addition to their daily practice of magic and meditation, the two girls were running wildly in the mountains with the two dogs. When I lived in the Tower of the Great Sage before, the surrounding terrain was flat forest.
Galloping on the flat ground is a completely different feeling than jumping between mountain streams, running on the mountain line, and overlooking the distance after climbing to the top. Especially after reaching the top, there is an unobstructed view of the beautiful scenery on one side, and a higher mountain on the other side. The sense of accomplishment and the desire for challenge are filled in the chest at the same time. The feeling is indescribable.
Unlike the two wild girls, Fen stayed in the village quietly, working hard with the portable computer all day long. In addition to typing program code, the young men and children in the village were very active in showing their hospitality. She doesn't reject people coldly either.
For her, it doesn't take too many ways to get people to retreat, just one or two moves are enough. It was as if he was using his magic power to compete with a group of stupid young men for drinking. The whole village of men fell down, and Fen still acted like nothing happened.
As for the little gangsters in the village, they could be stunned with just a few tricks, and they were not considered opponents at all.
On the contrary, the man who hid in the mountains after a lot of trouble outside the mountains was still fighting with him in his dream. Like an endless reincarnation of Shura Dao, he uses all kinds of cruel methods and insidious tricks on himself without hesitation. If it weren't for the former Demon King's protection, I might have gone crazy.
As for the method, it is not enough for outsiders. In a nutshell, there must be a way to vent accumulated pressure, and there are only a few ways that women can help men vent. However, the bloody battle in sleep can only be calmed down by hugging the person in his arms when he is awake. The more times it happens, the more someone feels that both sides are working hard, and they are of different natures, as if they are about to suffer from schizophrenia.
In any case, under the relaxed control of a certain former demon king, Lin finally managed to survive the difficulties one after another and persevered. ,
But this endless fighting seems to have come to an end today. The first one to die was the second incarnation of himself. The second version was resurrected with full health. It was supposed to be the next battle, but this time all three of them stopped and looked at the person who had just fallen. Turned into corpses piled up with gray embers.
This is a state that does not contain any power and cannot be turned into a brick for use. Generally speaking, you usually have to fight until all three of you feel bored, or you are so mentally weak that you can no longer support yourself, and this is the case.
But how many of you have fallen today? the second? And the third one?
"That is to say." The avatar of Fat Man rubbed his stubbled chin and said in an old-fashioned way: "This is tapping out our own potential. If we want to continue to make bricks in the future, the original version must work harder in reality. . Or, let’s live until death, that’s all.”
"What a scumbag, the original version." The second incarnation came over from a distance, pushing up his glasses and said: "We died so many times, but we can't even build a one-story tower. It hasn't even been topped out yet. .”
Not far from the battlefield is a magic tower with only one floor. It looks like the Tower of the Great Sage, but there is only a big hole at the door, and most of the floor partitions have not yet been laid. If it were to be inhabited, even a thief wouldn't be able to prevent it. It's raining heavily outside and it's raining lightly inside.
Ignoring the teasing and ridicule of the two avatars, Lin seriously thought about the situation in front of him. First of all, the completed building actually has no function. At best, it is to preserve the power contained in it and complete a closed loop.
Furthermore, because it was built intermittently, although there is an overall plan, it has not been integrated yet. Originally, when I wanted to complete a floor, I would then consider the issue of integration, that is, what kind of magic circle to arrange.
Acting completely according to the Tower of the Great Sage is an option, but it is not the best option. Because the renovation of that tower was intermittent, I just did whatever I thought of at the time, without a reasonable and overall plan.
Now there is a chance to build a tower again, albeit in my own dream. If I don’t sort out my experiences over the past few years and display them on this new magic tower, it would be in vain to talk about "The Starry Sky of the Magic Tower" with more like-minded people. Follow "Youdu Literature" on WeChat, Chatting about life, looking for close friends~
